The Hundred Stories of Miss Ghost

She opened her eyes, and saw a beautiful woman dressed in a priestess looking at her kindly.

"Little Tong woke up? Don't you want to continue sleeping?"

"Just now... it seemed like I had a very long dream, but... I can't remember what I dreamed of."

"It's okay, you don't have to force yourself to remember it. Xiao Tong, go back to sleep, mom will sing for you, okay?"

"Yeah." Xiao Tong lay on her mother's lap, listening to the moonlight and water waves, she seemed to feel relaxed like never before.

I seem to have forgotten something, but it must not be something important.

Amidst the singing, Xiaotong slowly fell asleep.

In the sky above the shrine, dark clouds began to gather.

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It's getting dark, and we are boarding at the house of this uncle who is said to be the adopted son of the former god son.

The uncle's house is in a residential house not a few steps away from the weird shrine.

I called Xiaotong to ask about the current preparations for the festival, but on the phone Xiaotong just said coldly, "Be prepared, don't bother, you guys continue to have fun." It's really not cute at all. !

Fubuki was on the sidelines and continued to inquire with the old man: "Ojisan, by the way, we have heard that this shrine used to use human sacrifices for dark sacrifices. Do you know about this?"

The uncle blew his beard and stared and said: "Nonsense, how could such a thing happen? I was an orphan since I was a child. I couldn't find a bite to eat. I was almost killed. Later, I was adopted by Masayoshi to live to this day. This shrine I Seeing big ones from a young age, how can there be any dark sacrifices, don't listen to the nonsense of the people in the shrines outside."

"Uh... this was a long, long time ago, maybe two or three hundred years ago? It might even be earlier..."

"Tsk, who can tell what happened so early. Maybe it happened or maybe it happened. Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I heard that the succession ceremony of the god son in this shrine is an ox cart pulling a man dressed in white. The child of God was sent to the shrine. Some people said that this tradition was actually left over from the past. The white Wugou was not a bride's dress at all. It used to mean something pure and innocent dedicated to the gods. These things are It will change. I heard that the White Snake God was in charge of the harvest. Didn’t the wishes of those who prayed to him turn into the wish to cut off the relationship with their family members or husband’s family? That’s why I said this shrine In fact, there are no gods at all, how can the priesthood of gods change? It’s just legends.”

As I listened thoughtfully, I remembered what the teapot owner had said before.

"So that's the case. Is this the meaning that emerging gods are more likely to be contaminated by the world? Desires shape the gods...then..."

I sneaked aside and took out my mobile phone, browsing the wishing board of Tsukiyomi Shrine.

As expected, almost all of the above has been swiped by various dark wishes.After flipping through tens or hundreds of pages, I couldn't help thinking.

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Wooden man image reference, slightly high energy

Chapter 52 Thunderstorm

It looks obvious now.

Aunt Sanriyue Liannai came here about ten years ago, and then somehow communicated with the white snake god here, and finally took the white snake away from here.

Is it a prayer?Sacrifice?Or, became the new son of God of the White Snake?

Judging from the Bai Wugou made of snake slough when my aunt died last, it is most likely the last one.

Then there is only one question left to be explained, and that is... what is Aunt Sanriyue's purpose?

This White Snake God is a local folk god worshiped by the local people, and the scope of its spread is actually very small. If I didn't conduct special investigations, I would never have even heard of such a god, let alone being worshiped as a haunted god. the gods.Normal people would not make a special trip to worship this god, therefore, the purpose of Auntie can only be related to the special priesthood of this god.

That is—Yuanqie, this god has been famous in modern times for helping women cut off the connection with their family or husband's family.

Then, if it is true as the first guess, it was Aunt Lianna who had another sweetheart, who came to beg this god because she wanted to end her relationship with Uncle Daoman?

It is unlikely, first of all, judging from the uncle's infatuated attitude, even if the aunt doesn't like him, it is not possible to adopt such a drastic method after giving birth to a daughter for so many years.

Therefore, there is only one possibility left.

"Do you want to cut off the connection with Sanriyue's family?" I muttered to myself.

So, for what?Why would he use such an unimaginable method to sever ties with his family?Under normal circumstances, as long as she runs away from home and never communicates with her, the people in her old family will usually have nothing to do with her, right?

Unless, there is something supernatural.There is something that can follow the blood connection to find the members of the Sanriyue family. As long as the blood connection is still there, then there is no way to escape.

I imagined a picture of a huge spider lying on a spider web called Mikazuki made of silk threads of blood, and when I thought of the faces of the countless living dead of the Mikazuki family in the Tsukiyomi Shrine, I couldn’t help feeling A chill.

Then, I suddenly thought of some things that Xiaotong said to me before leaving.

"I saw the real god Moon Night", "It does have some kind of mysterious connection with me", "It can affect my actions"...

I suddenly had a smart idea, turned my head and said to Fuxue, "Chuuxue, quickly check if there is still an air ticket, we will catch the earliest flight back tomorrow morning!"

"Eh? Do we need to hurry? Didn't we plan to fly back tomorrow night? The festival will be held the night after tomorrow, so there is more than enough time."

"No, the situation is urgent! It may be too late to rush back! What if something happens!"

As it turns out, crow's mouth is coming true.

There are two flights a day from Iwakuni Airport to Tokyo Haneda Airport, one at 9:8 am and one near [-]:[-] pm.When we were waiting for the flight at Iwakuni Airport in the morning, we waited for such an airport notice——

"Currently affected by the thunderstorms around Tokyo, some flights to Haneda Airport in Tokyo are currently delayed or canceled. The flights are currently delayed...the flights have been cancelled...the time for resumption of navigation has not yet been determined. Please pay attention through the airport display screen or mobile APP in time. Flight status……"

"Thunderstorm weather?" We couldn't help being dumbfounded.

At this time, I suddenly had a premonition, and quickly said to Chuuxue: "Hurry up, call Xiaotong immediately."

The call was connected quickly, and Xiaotong's still indifferent voice came from the phone: "What's the matter, what's the matter?"

Fubuki replied: "Miss Tong, we heard that it's thunderstorms over there, can you still hold the Moon Festival?"

"This can only be left to fate, I hope the rain will stop tomorrow."

"Hey, our flight here is also delayed. I don't know when it will reopen...Miss Tong, you must wait for me to go back before starting the ceremony! But don't just find a bad swordsman to do it. !"

"...Alright, if it's all right, then I'll hang up."

"Wait, wait a minute!" I yelled next to the phone, "Let me ask a question, are you really Xiaotong?!"

"...What stupid things are you talking about again, senpai."

"In short, be careful of that god in your dream!"

There was a "hmm" on the other side of the phone, and then hung up.

This attitude always feels a bit perfunctory.

The uneasiness in my heart was still hard to dispel, so I said to Fubuki again: "Call Kazuha again? She should be in the shrine now, let her see how Hitomi is doing now?"

Fubuki did as he said, but... Kazuha's call was not answered, and Yuxiang's call was even more unlikely to be answered.

At this time, I was shocked to find that I couldn't find any other way to contact the people in Tsukiyomi Shrine.

Although the sky above Iwakuni Airport is still bright and sunny, my mood is shrouded by the cloudy clouds over Tsukiyomi Shrine in Tokyo at the moment

After waiting for an hour and still not getting any news that the flight was delayed and ready to take off, I finally said to Fubuki: "Let's go, let's take the tram!"

"Eh? But doesn't that take at least sixteen or seventeen hours?"

"Sixteen or seventeen hours will arrive in the early morning of tomorrow. I think something is wrong with the shrine. Let's go, hurry up!"

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Dark clouds pressed over the Tsukiyomi Shrine, and a flash of lightning flashed from time to time in the thick black clouds, and the rain kept pattering down, pouring on the tents of the shops that had been set up for the festival, and the uninterrupted sound beat Upsetting.

It stands to reason that the shortest thunderstorm is ten to ten minutes, and the longest has passed in a few hours. However, the current thunderstorm started early this morning and continued until nightfall. This time is almost making meteorologists feel a little Unbelievable.

Xiaotong stood alone in front of the window and looked out, as if talking to herself, "Hey, can you really hold a festival in this state?"

It seems... There was a time like this a long time ago. At that time, I would make sunny dolls with my mother.

So, for tomorrow's festival to be held smoothly?Want to hang up the doll?But my mother seemed to have said before that the sunny doll can only be used once.

So, let's make a new one...

No, I seem to have a new, but rather weird-looking sunny doll.

Xiaotong found out the sunny doll that Sifang Qiuzao had given him. Facing its strange appearance, Xiaotong struggled for a while before slowly hanging it up.

"Sunny baby, sunny baby, I hope tomorrow will be a good day."

Xiaotong prayed so.

Chapter 53 Moon See, Flower See

This night, Xiao Tong dreamed again.

But this time, what Xiaotong dreamed was no longer the fixed perspective in the nameless shrine, she dreamed about snakes.

The huge white snake coiled around the tall trees, raised its head high, stared at itself with huge golden vertical pupils, and spit out the snake letter with a "hissing" sound.

Is this... what do you want to express to yourself?

Just when Xiaotong was about to ask, a girl's voice sounded behind her.

"Xiaotong, back off, don't be fooled by this evil god."

Yue Yejian walked to her side, reached out to stop her and said, "This evil god is at the end of its battle now, so it wants to stop the ceremony by bewitching you, don't be fooled by him."

"Is that so?" Xiaotong was a little uneasy, "But, the weather outside...can the festival really be held?"

"This thunderstorm is the snake god's last struggle to stop the ceremony. Don't worry, the sky will clear up at noon tomorrow."

"Oh... so, is there anything I need to pay attention to at tomorrow's festival?"

Yue Yejian turned her head and smiled at Xiaotong, "Just follow what you prepared before. All you need to pay attention to is praying devoutly to the gods."

In the morning, Xiaotong woke up from the bed.

The rain outside the window has indeed become much smaller, and there is a clear breath in the air.

Xiaotong had a strange illusion that the shrine seemed to have become "younger" again, and she could even see green shoots and small flowers emerging from the cracks in the wooden floor of the verandah.

But correspondingly, the shrine seems to have become too quiet.In order to prepare for the festival, many people came to help, but it seems that they have not seen it now.Moreover, since yesterday, it seems that Yixin Yiyu and the others have not been seen again.

Although it feels strange, but for some reason, there is no desire to explore in my heart.Xiaotong turned on the TV, hoping to see today's weather forecast.

However, what caught the eye was the news bulletin.It seems that there was a sudden train derailment accident on the Sanyo Shinkansen. Fortunately, only two passengers were slightly injured. However, the accident caused the suspension of multiple lines and the scene is still being repaired.

This made Xiaotong think of the two scammers, Senior Mian and Fuxue, who said that they would be back within a day or two at most. Logically speaking, they should have arrived last night. There are no phone calls or messages, which is really annoying.

Forget it, ignore those two scammers, anyway, I didn't count on them at all.

At noon, as Yue Yejian said, the sky had completely cleared.

Then, starting from the afternoon, we will start preparing for the opening of the festival.

The festival held by the shrine can be roughly divided into three steps, namely inviting the gods, entertaining the gods, and sending the gods off.

In other shrines, it is about letting the parade team carry the mikoshi that represents the god around the street, use singing and dancing to make him happy, and then send it back happily.

But there are some differences at Tsukiyomi Shrine. To invite the gods at Tsukiyomi Shrine, the gods are invited to the priestess, and then the priestesses come to the stage of the festival, drink the Tsukimi wine dedicated to the gods, and then perform a sword dance. Then send the god back.This means that the gods accepted people's hospitality, and wiped out the evil spirits and monsters in the world with a sword, and gave blessings to the world.

In the past, the part of the sword dance was a solo dance by the shrine maiden.And Xiaotong's plan for this year is to add this sword dance link to the plot, turning it into a dramatic link similar to Noh.It is to invite a large number of actors to wear all kinds of evil and crooked masks to come forward, and then one by one they will be sanctioned by the gods.A while ago, Xiaotong was busy rehearsing this drama.

The purpose of this change is that in the last part of this drama, a powerful white snake god will appear, he occupies the shrine here, and will cause disasters to the world, and the god possessed by the witch will attack and expel the evil god .

Quite a simple and direct plot, because there is no way to make any complicated plots in this kind of festival, only the simplest and most intuitive plots can leave people with the clearest memory.

After making various preparations, it was finally getting dark.

The full moon of fifteen hangs in the sky.

Xiao Tong was wearing only a white singlet, standing in front of Yuejian Lake, and slowly walked into the pool, allowing the water to submerge her shoulders.She will stay here until the reflection of the full moon comes to her.

This is 祓斗, that is, the meaning of cleanliness and purity.Before welcoming the gods, you need to wash your body to remove the filth from your body.

The Moon Lake itself is the water that reflects the moon, it is the sustenance of the divine body, and it is naturally the most pure and holy thing.

It was midsummer at the moment, but the pool of water still made Xiaotong feel icy cold.

Moreover, thinking of the traditional funeral ceremony "moon burial" of the Mikazuki family, which is to sprinkle the ashes of the deceased into Yuejian Pond, Xiaotong has always felt a lot of resentment towards this part of the sacrificial activity.

Xiao Tong raised her head, wanting to see where the full moon had risen, hoping it would come over soon.

She didn't see the moon, but only saw the tall branches and lush branches and leaves of the god tree.

I don't know when, this tree has grown too tall and luxuriant, and the reflection of the full moon is almost unable to pass through it and be reflected in the Moon Lake.

Then, Xiaotong noticed another extremely unusual thing.This sweet-scented osmanthus tree, which has not bloomed for more than ten years, is densely covered with small flower buds on its branches at this moment. Under the moonlight, these flower buds begin to stretch at an unusual speed , bloom.Those tiny petals were extremely light golden, which looked exactly the same color as the full moon hanging in the sky.The sweet-scented osmanthus trees were in full bloom, and the fragrance hit the face, which shocked Xiao Tong, who had hardly seen this tree bloom in memory, was also shocked on the spot.

At this moment, the face of Mikazuki Reina, who was still hanging on the sacred tree, showed a look of pain. On her pure white clothes, and on the red and white shimen rope around her neck, she began to feel pain. Black spots emerged.